Seok-hoon-shi, by the time you are reading this letter, I wonder where we will be. Are we on the plane, or are we already in Cuba? Do you remember the town called Cojimar in Cuba? We went there for our honeymoon. Let’s sit at the beach and go fishing like we did back then. Let’s drink the mojitos Hemingway enjoyed. If we feel good after a few drinks, we will dance together and lie down at the beach and sleep in all day. Nobody will nag us for sleeping in, and you won’t have to go out in the middle of the night for work. Let’s laugh all day like we did at that time. Ahh~ I’m happy just thinking about it. We will start there. Seok-hoon -shi, from the moment I saw you and up until now, I have always loved you. I will always love you. Thank you for being my husband. I love you, Seok-hoon-shi.